The Rapture Novels & Stories

* *** Raven held on. *** Not resisting. *** Controlling. *** Choosing. *** ### The Last Light The final rift collapsed with a soundless implosion. *** And suddenly— the world returned. *** Sound rushed back. Wind. Breath. Life. *** Silence followed. *** Not absence. *** Aftermath. *** Raven hovered above it all, the dragon circling slowly beneath her, Victoria’s arms still around her, steady, real, grounding. *** Below— an army of the impossible stood still.

While going back , I saw a strange compelling red door, as I moved in, I saw the same picture of Rily's as there's in the Palace, just smaller in size. I explored the room and found that this was Rily's room, where Ramantha took me was somebody else's. From the same room there was another path which led to their real intentions. There were numerous bodies lying on the ground and ahead of it was a picture looking like some ancient God. Ramantha didn't take much time to find me there, she told me that he is their God, all of them preaches him. He gives them prosperity and life and after killing King Xavier, they will establish his reign over the world.

I fell asleep hoping and praying that maybe just maybe I would be able to find love with the man that would claim me. The next morning came faster than I had hoped and I was incredibly tired from not being able to fall asleep due to my nerves. I was excited but also a little scared not knowing what would happen to me. Today I would travel to the center of the continent where the Chosen had their headquarters. There was a large facility there that would house all of those who were part of the reaping. Over the next day I would be traveling by bus to the facility and then starting tonight I would begin my assessments. Tomorrow would also include assessments and then finally the next day at noo

Everybody wore white and Adara felt strangely out of place in her jeans and jacket. “Take off your clothes,” Karani said and Adara complied without question. She stood only in her underwear in the middle of the circle, yet strangely enough, she felt at peace. The women stepped forward and started washing Adara’s body. She closed her eyes and she could feel something in the air. “This is to signify your cleansing for your resurrection tonight. Your soul will be cleansed when you shift and now, we cleanse your body,” Karani said softly as she watched the women perform their duties.

Lady North looked up and muttered, "What's this? Thunder Raid for a Heavenly Celestial?" "They say all Earthly Celestials who ascend into becoming Heavenly Celestial have to go through a Thunder Raid so intense it would look like an armageddon. In nearly 3,000 years, anyone who managed to become a Heavenly Celestial was far and between," Muse said coolly. "However, the same Raid could happen when the Universe's Greatest Drug is completed. It will be much smaller and less intense in scale than the Raid for a Heavenly Celestial, but well… Who could have been capable of producing such a drug?"

“On all of us.” The balcony door burst open. Rian rushed in, breathless, eyes wide. “Alpha! Luna! You must come to the eastern watchtower—immediately.” “What occurred?” Kael demanded. “Something is forming over the boundary line,” Rian stated. “It appears to be a rift. And it’s glowing.” Aria’s heart plummeted into her stomach. A rift. A doorway. A tear between the physical realm and ancient cursed energy. She and Kael exchanged a glance—fear, determination, and unspoken understanding—and then they sprinted.

I gingerly lowered my body into a crouch and my hand trembled as I reached for the thrown glove. My fingertips grazed the black leather. It was enough. This was the reading I had: At some unknown juncture in time, the whole sky would be covered by a flock of ravenlike creatures as far as the eye could see. They formed an endless, waving parade of dark flags as if to call forth armies against a weakened ruler. This deluge swept and flowed ceaselessly with an entomo-mechanical roar and in its heart, a flame-wrapped titan was laying waste to human cities. It was an Apocalyptic sight and sound. All sources of light were missing in the heavens and the days of darkness stretched on to eternity. Th

Raina glanced sideways at him and said, “Even the heaviest rain can’t bring life to rootless grass. And no amount of faith can save someone with no reason to be saved. Abyssreach doesn't offer mercy—yet somehow, it still refuses to abandon those marked by fate.” She paused, her gaze drifting, brows tightening slightly. “If there really were gods or angels watching over us—if divine power could raise the dead or heal shattered bones—then why do they let people die? Why do they look away? Isn’t it said that all lives are supposed to matter? If I were a god, I’d either save no one… or save them all.” Before her words had even faded, a sudden scream cut through the silence. It was sharp and fill

The energy in the air grew unbearable, the tendrils of power now lashing out wildly. “Let the end begin!” he bellowed, his voice a triumphant roar. As the ritual reached its peak, I felt the bond between Rigel and me waver dangerously, the pain of it tearing through my very soul. And then, in a flash of searing light, the vision returned—Rigel collapsing, his body lifeless, as the rogue leader stood victorious. “No!” I screamed, reaching for him, but the light swallowed us whole, and the world dissolved into chaos.

More danger—just what we needed. The Mirage of Home A few hours later, they discovered a small settlement that was unaffected by the surrounding desolation. A faint sound of chatter and laughter floated towards them as smoke curled gently from chimneys. A glimpse of normalcy in a world ripped apart was a startling contrast. Zara scowled. "That isn't feasible. There should be nothing here. Elara automatically reached for her daggers. It's a delusion. These kinds of manifestations are made by the Rift to divert your attention or entice you in.